He almost laughs. Of course he's heard of Harry Potter, obsessed as he's always been with those kinds of stories, even after coming to understand magic as something a little deeper and darker than a schoolboy fantasy. Even so, he remembers being young, devouring each book beneath the covers of his narrow bed at Black Elm--in his tower room, so like something at Hogwarts anyway--and the impulse to laugh is replaced with something softer and just as genuine.

"I've definitely heard of Harry Potter," he says. "Never actually played Quidditch, though."